ее на покой) were her bones and her golden hair (были ее кости и ее золотые волосы).
Fair and beautiful she looked as she lay there. In her golden hair were pearls and precious stones; you could not see her waist for her golden girdle, and the golden fringe of her white dress came down over her lily feet. But she was drowned, drowned!
And as she lay there in her beauty a famous harper passed by the mill-dam of Binnorie, and saw her sweet pale face. And though he travelled on far away, he never forgot that face, and after many days he came back to the bonny mill-stream of Binnorie. But then all he could find of her where they had put her to rest were her bones and her golden hair.
So he made a harp out of her breast-bone and her hair (так что он сделал арфу из ее грудной кости и ее волос), and travelled on (и отправился дальше) up the hill from the mill-dam of Binnorie (вверх по холму от мельничной запруды Биннори) till he came to the castle of the king her father (пока он не пришел к замку короля, ее отца).
That night they were all gathered (той ночью они все собрались: «были все собраны») in the castle hall (в замковом зале) to hear the great harper (чтобы услышать великого арфиста) – king and queen, their daughter and son, Sir William, and all their Court (король и королева, их дочь и сын, сэр Уильям и весь их двор). And first the harper sang to his old harp (и сперва арфист пел под свою старую арфу), making them joy and be glad (заставляя их радоваться и быть довольными), or sorrow and weep (или печалиться и рыдать), just as he liked (прямо как он хотел = по своей воле). But while he sang (но пока он пел), he put the harp he had made that day (он поставил арфу, которую он сделал в тот день) on a stone in the hall (на камень в зале). And presently it began to sing by itself (и некоторое время спустя она начала петь сама собой), low and clear (тихо и ясно), and the harper stopped and all were hushed (и арфист остановился, и все замолкли: «были заставлены замолчать»).
So he made a harp out of her breast-bone and her hair, and travelled on up the hill from the mill-dam of Binnorie till he came to the castle of the king her father.
That night they were all gathered in the castle hall to hear the great harper – king and queen, their daughter and son, Sir William, and all their Court. And first the harper sang to his old harp, making them joy and be glad, or sorrow and weep, just as he liked. But while he sang, he put the harp he had made that day on a stone in the hall. And presently it began to sing by itself, low and clear, and the harper stopped and all were hushed.
And this is what the harp sang (и вот что пела арфа):
‘O yonder sits my father, the king (о, там сидит мой отец, король),
Binnorie, O Binnorie;
And yonder sits my mother, the queen (а там сидит моя мать, королева);
By the bonny mill-dams o’ Binnorie (у прекрасных мельничных запруд Биннори).
‘And yonder stands my brother Hugh (а там стоит мой брат Хью),
Binnorie, O Binnorie;
And by him my William, false and true (и подле него мой Уильям, неверный и верный);
By the bonny mill-dams o’ Binnorie.’
And this is what the harp sang:
‘O yonder sits my father, the king,
Binnorie, O Binnorie;
And yonder sits my mother, the queen;
By the bonny mill-dams o’ Binnorie.
‘And yonder stands my brother Hugh,
Binnorie, O Binnorie;
And by him my William, false and true;
By the bonny mill-dams o’ Binnorie.’
Then they all wondered (тогда они все удивились), and the harper told them how he had seen (и арфист сказал им, как он раньше видел; Past Perfect) the princess lying drowned on the bank (принцессу, лежащую утонувшей на берегу) near the bonny mill-dams o’ Binnorie (близ прекрасных мельничных запруд Биннори), and how he had afterwards made his harp out of her hair and breast-bone (и как он впоследствии сделал свою арфу из ее волос и грудной кости). Just then the harp began singing again (прямо тогда арфа начала петь снова), and this is what it sang out loud and clear (и вот что она пропела громко и ясно):
‘And there sits my sister who drowned me (а там сидит моя сестра, которая утопила меня)
By the bonny mill-dams o’ Binnorie.’
And the harp snapped and broke, and never sang more (и /тут/ арфа треснула и разбилась, и никогда/вовсе не пела больше; to break – разбиться).
Then they all wondered, and the harper told them how he had seen the princess
